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This morning as I was heading home, after delivering my eldest to his place of employment, I spied a preschool group being taken for an outing. I remember when I would take out my crew when they were little. The arguments, debates, corralling, struggling, last minute snacks, finally stepping out the door and having to…
I sometimes exist in a state of persistent obliviousness. I keep up with world news through the filter of other people. Hearing about things I have no control over and can do nothing to solve keeps me up at night, so to protect me, I stay away from the news. That being said, one thing…
I have a minor addiction to matching games. The kind that multicoloured jewels, candy, fruit, bubbles, bugs, monsters… fall from the top and three or more need to be matched. The goals are varied with either as many points as possible in a specific amount of time, a specific amount of points in a set…
One thing that used to drive me a little squirrelly when the kids were wee was other parents praising and rewarding their children for things the children needed to do. “Yay! Good eating!”, “You get to have this candy for such a good pee!”, ” Good job putting your snowsuit on so we can go…
I do not like phones. Phones are for emergencies, for making dates, appointments or reservations, keeping in touch with people that live far far away, and ordering pizza (which I get someone else to do). A usual conservation with me on the phone will go, “Hi. Do you have time? Great I’ll meet you in…
Why are bathing suits so incredibly ugly? I went shopping with my kids. Shopping is never a happy occurance, but I have had recent success, so there wasn’t as much oppressive dread. My youngest needed a bathing suit and my second youngest thought the same. It didn’t matter whether we were in the women’s or…
Mother’s day is coming up and now that I am once again working in the food service industry I am remembering the busyness that happens. Today, answering the phone at my place of employment, I was asked many times about making reservations for lunch on Sunday. When I communicated that we were not open for…
I really don’t like inanimate objects talking at me. I might be the only person in the universe that has this hang up, seeing as more and more things have taken up telling me what to do. I have become very efficient with grocery store self check out to minimize the directive statements. At the…
Nothing says christmas like Nine Inch Nails… How about some festive Metalica… or maybe some Ministry happiness. I am not absolutely positive why, but there are very few christmas songs I like (there are even a few that I will cover my ears and LA LA loudly at until I have got myself a safe…
Facebook is evil. (How’s that for an opening line.) Facebook is an evil construction designed for the dissolution of human interaction. That statement was brought on by irritation. I do have a Facebook account. I signed up when my eldest decided to check out going to school and he felt he needed to join. I…